#queen of fance

[klaine8468]

Catherine De Medici Flower Crown || Redbubble

[bethanydelleman]

I listened to a You're Dead to Me episode about Emma of Normandy and I can't get it out of my head!

So as a teenager, Emma married the King of "England" (it was a while ago) and became queen. Had some babies. Then the king was overthrown, she escaped back to "France." A new, teenage king took over and she married him! And produced new heir babies at like 30 years old. Total reversal of age gaps! She outlived her second husband too and also published this propaganda book about herself that claimed that King #2 was head-over-heels in love with her and that she was the real power behind the throne.

I find her totally fascinating. What an absolute queen (literal and figurative).

[saintmeghanmarkle]

Recycling old snits to kick Catherine again: Revealed: Meghan Markle's reality TV star friend Garcelle Beauvais made jibe at Kate Middleton for missing Lilibet's birthday by u/Von_und_zu_

Recycling old snits to kick Catherine again: Revealed: Meghan Markle's reality TV star friend Garcelle Beauvais made jibe at Kate Middleton for missing Lilibet's birthday Why is the DM prominently running this stupid story about this Garcelle person's comments uttered in June 2022, on E!'s Daily Pop talk show about her opinion as to the failure of William and Catherine to drop everything to attend the putative female child's birthday party in June 2022 during the Platinum Jubilee. And, I guess they also missed the chance to be photographed by sycophant Misan and appear in the NF mockumentary as photos from this "party" were splashed about strategically by Madame after the fact.Btw - am I the only person who does not have a clue about this Garcelle person? Just like I had never heard of Megsy until she had been dating Harold, I've never heard of her before the jam crap. Now, I consider her pre Markled and toxic.Garcelle Beauvais, known for her stint on The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills, has become the latest famous fance to join the exclusive 'jamfluencer' club alongside Chrissy Teigen, Heather Dorak, Tracy Robbins and Kris Jenner.Garcelle, who lives in Northridge which is a 80-minute drive to Montecito, has previously spoken about the royal family feud and opened up about her thoughts on The Prince and Princess of Wales.Garcelle said it was it was 'shady' for the future King and Queen to miss their niece Lilibet's first birthday, which she celebrated at Frogmore Cottage in Windsor in 2022 during the late Queen Elizabeth's Platinum Jubilee.On the day, Wiliam and Kate were in Wales representing his late grandmother by overseeing concert rehearsals at Cardiff Castle, joined by Prince George and Princess Charlotte - who undertook their first official royal walkabout.***However, Garcelle said it was it was 'shady' for the future King and Queen to miss their niece's birthday, despite being on official duty.The 57-year-old said: 'What's going on is, "What a coincidence, we're out of town, I'm washing my hair". There's a little shade there.' When she was asked whether the scheduling could be a coincidence, Garcelle replied: 'No. They can't hold back the flight a couple of hours to meet Lilibet and Archie?'The reality star has since proved her closeness to Meghan after she bagged herself jar number 15 of the royals' American Riviera Orchard Jam, and uploaded a picture of the jar resting on a bunch of vibrant, yellow lemons.She captioned the post 'Sweetness' with a lemon emoji and tagged the American Riviera Orchard Instagram. Only 50 of Meghan's closest celebrity pals got sent a limited edition jar of her jam as part of her 'soft launch' to the brand.What?! How charming to equate duty and royal engagements with the "I'm washing my hair" excuse. How thoughtful to suggest inconveniencing everyone involved with the long scheduled royal engagements in favor of a last minute birthday party for someone they do not know. Of course, William and Catherine, and the entire RF should have dropped everything to show up to celebrate this child's birthday! Because of course, Harold and Madame are more important than those peasants awaiting them in Wales!It is just incredible to me that they are finding this petty crap from years ago to keep them in the news, to kick the PPoW again, to distract from any criticism of their faux royal tour to Nigeria, etc.Also, it could not be more obvious to me that someone in Montegrifto prompted/wrote this article.https://ift.tt/28XPo5J post link: https://ift.tt/cRZa9ne author: Von_und_zu_ submitted: April 30, 2024 at 04:44PM via SaintMeghanMarkle on Reddit disclaimer: all views + opinions expressed by the author of this post, as well as any comments and reblogs, are solely the author's own; they do not necessarily reflect the views of the administrator of this Tumblr blog. For entertainment only.

[villainsimpqueen]

Tsyey'na - Evolution Family Tree

And ALL my fanclans lore upto date 10/08/2024

This is my evolutionary family tree for my fan clans, including the Ivonyok, the Barren Lands Na'vi, and the Parlana'vi.

The rest of the clans are detailed in terms of the genetics and traits that were passed down through generations, explaining how the Barren Lands Na'vi came to be, both in appearance and behavior.

You can read all about each evolutionary chain and see where some evolutionary branches correspond with work done by some fantastic artists and writers who are dear friends of mine.

While the bulk of the work has been completed, I am currently updating all of the modern Barren Lands lore, and let me tell you—it’s going to be a lot of juicy details. I'm excited to dive into this project and share it as soon as possible. However, I’m also balancing this with breaks and taking time to explore other fandom projects as well.

For now, here is everything I have completed so far for my Tsyey'na project.

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Please! Do NOT steal my lore!

Please ask to use any of my ideas, or to make any OC'S regarding to any of these fanclans!

Minors & ageless accounts please stay off my pages! YOU WILL be 🚫 BLOCKED 🚫

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Everything in order!

UPDATED MODERN DAY THE BARREN LANDS LORE:

-Comming eventually-

[tttapiok-blog]

소연♡ೃ࿔₊•

I finally found my thinspo ꉂ(ˊᗜˋ*)♡

She's so perfect and talented and thin and HER abs!!! Her legssss omgomg I'm fancing so bad.

I have never recognized Soyeon as my thinspo but I watched some MV's lately and she OBVIOUSLY has to be,,, my queen, my inspiration, my thin goddess ♡(>д<)♡

[umbloggerlammy]

almsot got ran over by one of dese onnthe way to a gig after becoming the termite queen for 2 minutes and cooking meth at gunpoiny and stealing from Walmart and rescuing thebworlds biggest ball of twine and working at the chicken nugget factory and bein a clown at a kids bithday party and having to buy new jeans and getting mistaken for a carrrot at the carrit farm and envountering the terminator and discovering a unicorn an getting baptised and having to do a wrassling matvh and stopping the pasta invasion and getting covered in liquid latex and running for mayor of parappa town and deliving a air fryer and assassinatong the king of town and tryin to open a jar of pivkles and crashing a boat in the suez canal and goimg to th elemental plane of salt and rolling aroundin mud with pigs and going to the gay trucker gas station for a shower and having to buy a new shirt and having ti get new guialtat string and slapboxcing dr who and getting stuvk in a narrow doorway and winning a fance battle against waliihi and gling to framce and desttoying france andn getting into a chess tournament and by th time my gig was over i cried in the car and sobbed even though ny girlfriend said i was really brave for doing all those things its was really scary then we cuddled while smonking some roaches at her place and i felt close to ok

Brandy "Full Moon" promotional truck, 2002.

[foggyvoidnerdfish]

La vie imite l'art

[bluelvyofficial]

aja turned it O U T

[wondernimbus]

moving staircases — george weasley

pairing: george weasley x female!reader

summary: on today’s episode of the weasley twins’ dangerous antics, reader gets involved and jumps off of a moving staircase.

requests are open. please refrain from plagiarizing my work!

Upon deeper reflection, this is a bad idea.

To be fair, it isn’t [Y/N]’s worst idea—she has delved head-first into plenty of ridiculous situations before—but this is definitely at the top of the list.

”Soon as the staircase starts to move,” says George, grinning, “We run up and jump.”

”And if one of us plummets to our death?” [Y/N] says, puffing out her cheeks in an attempt to cool her nerves.

”It’s been great knowing them,” replies Fred.

[Y/N] shoots him a look of exasperation, but the excitement pumping through her veins makes it hard for her to feel truly annoyed—sure, the sheer stupidity and pointlessness of this is through the roof, but isn’t that what makes it so fun?

The three of them—Fred and George and [Y/N]—are standing on the landing of a staircase on the fourth floor; the result of Fred suddenly proposing the oh-so-brilliant idea of waiting for the staircase they’re standing on to start shifting before they climb it.

Fred, bouncing on his toes, says, “Worst-case scenario is that you, as [Y/N] so kindly put it, plummet to your death.”

”Best-case scenario is you miss the stairs and end up ten minutes late for Charms class,” continues George, beaming. “Which isn’t all that bad.”

”But it makes you a loser,” Fred waggles a finger.

”Oh, great. Wouldn’t make much of a difference for both of you.” [Y/N] dodges smoothly when Fred tries to flick her forehead in retaliation.

George clutches his chest as though in pain. “Ouch. I’m wounded.”

“She called us losers, George.”

“It’d be most unfortunate if someone happened to push [Y/N] just as the staircase was moving—“

”Make her miss a step or two—“

”Send her spiraling into the abyss—“

”That is murder!” gasps [Y/N], shoving Fred by the shoulder.

Fred, laughing, holds his hands up in surrender. “Only joking, [Y/N]. I wouldn’t dare try anything, and neither would George—he wouldn’t do that to the girl he fanc—“

George lets out a hacking cough, effectively cutting off Fred. [Y/N] looks between the two of them, eyebrows raised, but then right at that moment the floor of the landing shifts underneath them and the staircase begins to move.

George is already running up the steps. Fred grabs the end of his robe and tugs him down, laughing, and [Y/N] shoves past the two of them—“ah!”

Fred has grabbed her robe end when she is a mere two steps away from reaching the other staircase—“Let go of me!” she yells through a burst of laughter, kicking out with one foot as her head swivels around to look back at the fifth-floor landing; the staircase they’re standing on is slowly moving away. They’ll have to jump a foot or two to make it.

“FRED!” she yells, and this time he lets go, allowing her to dash up the two remaining steps and jump; there’s a brief, terrifying moment where she thinks she’s going to miss the landing, but she does, staggering on her feet a little as she safely makes it to the fifth-floor staircase.

Looking back at the Weasley twins, both are grappling with each other animatedly, screaming out random threats through their laughter. The staircase is still moving, taking them with it, and [Y/N], severely amused but at the same time anxious, yells, “HURRY UP!”

“I’m bloody trying!” shouts George, and with one last shove, he’s darting away from his brother and up the steps—Fred quickly dashes after him, taking two steps at a time, until the two of them are the very top of the staircase, but there’s at least four feet of distance between them and where [Y/N] is now standing—

A surge of panic goes through [Y/N]’s chest. “Don’t do it—“ she says, eyes wide, “It’s too far—!”

But then George is jumping, and [Y/N] watches, horrified, as he flails about in mid-air as though in slow motion, before—thank Merlin—landing on the floor in front of her, doing an awkward little forward roll to propel himself forward.

[Y/N] lets out a breath of relief, knees buckling as she collapses on a step behind her. “Good grief,” she exhales, eyes wide. “You could have—“

”Suffered an early death,” says George, somehow grinning despite a near-death experience as he clambers to his feet. “But I didn’t.”

She stares at him, shaking her head in disbelief but unable to suppress the shaky laughter that leaves her lips. George holds out a hand and pulls her to her feet, eyes wide with the same kind of adrenaline [Y/N] is feeling, but then—

“You’ve got to be bloody kidding me,” says Fred from where he’s standing, still on the fourth-floor staircase, which has now moved far, far away from where they are.

[Y/N] giggles, raising her hand in a wave. “See you in Charms class, Fred!”

“I lost on purpose!” he calls back.

“Sure you did,” George responds in a yell, evidently pleased with himself as he crosses his arms and leans on the banister. “I wonder who started blatantly cheating by tugging on our robes!”

Fred grins. “You should be thanking me right now, you know!” he shouts, eyes moving to [Y/N] before moving back to his twin. “I’m letting you bloody spend time with the love of—“

George’s eyes widen almost comically; he lets out another impossibly loud, hacking cough.

"Blimey,” says [Y/N], looking at him with genuine concern. “Is your throat alright, George?”

George turns to her, face quickly turning from a glare to a grin. “You’ll have to kiss it better for me.”

“I heard that!” says Fred loudly, laughing, shaking his head. “Georgey, you are bloody smitten—“

“Sod off!” George calls over his shoulder, face evidently turning a shade of pink. [Y/N] purses her lips to hold back the smile tugging on them.

”Come on, let’s get to class,” says [Y/N], holding out an arm to George. He pauses, staring, before smiling widely and linking an arm through hers.

“Have fun in Charms class!” calls Fred, oddly proud of himself as he watches his twin brother and his—George's—crush wave goodbye at him. “If you even make it there,” he mutters under his breath, rolling his eyes despite the fond smile on his face.

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[queen-yalo]

FF XV | Headcanons | Dating the Chocobros

Request: Some relationship headcanons with Chocobros? [by Anon]

A/N: I want all of them, okay? Okay. ALSO I’M SORRY THIS TOOK SOOOO LONG!! I’m slowly getting back into writing from my block. UGH writer’s block SUCKS! >_< Hope you enjoy!

Pairing(s): Gladiolus Amicitia x reader; Ignis Scientia x reader; Noctis Lucis Caelum x reader; Prompto Argentum x reader

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• Most protective boyfriendTM. Gladio always has his eyes on you, ready to defend you from anything and anyone that’s threatening you in anyway. It doesn’t even matter if you can actually fight for yourself or not - he’s gonna be there and kick some serious butt if you’re in danger or uncomfortable or whatever.

• Outdoor-dates are a must. As we know this man loooooves to be outside and he’d be thrilled if you would share this passion with him. If you’re not a huge fan of the outdoors, he appreciates it even more if you agree to go camping or hiking with him. 

• As we know, he trains a lot. And sometimes he just goes a little too far and gets some injuries. so, patching him up after training or after a day out with his friends becomes a normal thing for you. A scratch here, a torn muscle there... luckily enough, he never comes home with any serious injuries. 

• Gladio is a gentle giant - and actually very romantic. He’s not the type to take you out for dinner or prepare a fance candle light dinner himself. He’s more the type to build blanket forts and prepare everything for cuddly movie nights. 

• He loves physical affection. He’s always touching your hand, having an arm around your waist, kissing you... there’s no stopping him. Not even in public. He doesn’t mind the stares. He loves showing everybody that you belong to him. ♥

• Ignis is such a gentleman. He always makes sure you are comfortable, he pampers and compliments you at every chance he gets. 

• He will prepare you three meals every day. Breakfast, lunch and dinner - no excuses, no discussions. Sometimes you’re allowed to join him in the kitchen and help him with preparing your meals - but usually when he’s cooking, the kitchen is off limits for you (or anybody for that matter). 

• He will get you a gift every week! It could be flowers, sweets, a book you wanted to read, a game you wanted to play, your favorite pastries (which he made himself of course), a new necklace, earrings... he will never fail to surprise you. 10/10 would marry, including me. 

• Ignis is - without a doubt - the best listener on the planet. Not only does he listen to your venting or rambling... but he also makes sure he understands why certain things bother you and asks before he gives you any kind of advice. He also doesn’t judge you. He wants to hear everything you have to say, encourages you to talk to him about anything you want and he wants you to trust him. 

• He’s a textbook-romantic. Long and hot baths after a stressful day, the tub surrounded by candles? Yup. Candle-light dinner (homemade of course!) for your anniversary? Got that. Cuddling on the couch for hours on end, in dim lighting, watching crappy movies and binge-eating snacks? Absolutey. Speaking of cuddles... he loves them. Doesn’t matter if it’s in the morning, at night or in a rare quiet minute of his day. No further explanation needed. 

• Fishing dates! Fishing dates! Fishing dates! There’s nothing better than spending the day far away from any other human being, somewhere in the wilderness at a quiet lake, watching your boyfriend fish... is there? 

• Prepare for an endless array of events, galas, balls, ceremonies... you’re dating the Prince of Lucis and people expect you and him to get married sometime in the future. They basically already view you as their queen. 

• You definitely have your own personal guard(s). Noctis doesn’t want anything to happen to you so when you go out into the city, meet your friends, whatever - you will have at least one shadow following you at all times. 

• Regular tea dates with Regis! When Noctis is training with Gladio or working with Ignis on some paperwork, you and Regis will have tea (or coffee, whatever you prefer). Regis wants to get to know his son’s girlfriend aka future daughter-in-law. He likes you and he approves of your relationship. (And i also feel like having tea with Regis would be so much fun, he seems like a really nice man. ;-;)

• Sleeping in whenever possible. And cuddling while doing so. Noctis is a very heavy sleeper too, so once you’re in his arms there’s no escape. He will not let go of you unless you wake him up. Koala-mode level 499. He has almost perfected it. Almost. 

• 10/10 supportive boyfriend. Doesn’t matter what it is that you’re doing - Prompto is there to support you and cheer you on. Whole-heartedly. He’s not faking it. He genuinly believes in you and wants to see you succeed. 

• Prompto does that thing that animals do sometimes when they want attention. He pokes you with his nose. You’re reading a book and he wants cuddles. He gets reeeeeaaaal close, puts his head on your shoulder... and then rubs his nose on your cheek gently, until you get the hint. Don’t be mad at him pls, he’s just a very soft and shy boi. ;-;

• You’re his No. 1 Model! He constantly takes pictures of you. Whether you’re posing for him or just doing everyday things, it doesn’t matter. He thinks you look perfect on every single picture and he wants to keep them all. But - being the wonderful, loving, supportive boyfriend he is - he lets you look through all the pics and deletes the ones you really hate. 

• He teaches you how to properly use a gun. Just in case. He would never want you to go on hunts and he hopes you never have to use a gun. But... just in case something bad happens, he wants to make sure you can protect yourself if necessary. 

• He loooooves playing with your hair. Whether it’s short, long or a wig... it’s just so intimate and therapeutic for him, he can’t stop himself from reaching out and running his fingers through your hair (braiding it, if possible). Another thing that he really loves are imperfections. Whenever he feels like you struggle with something concerning your body, he makes sure to give some extra love to that bodypart. Kissing stretchmarks or scars, running his hands over “jiggly” areas, etc. He just.... loves you. So much. ALL of you. Including your imperfections. Or rather... especially your imperfections. 

[foreverlostinliterature]

1/22 Book Deals

Good morning, everyone--and happy Friday! I realize it’s been a hot minute since I’ve gotten on here to do a post, so I apologize for that. I saw some great books on sale, so I figured I’d pop in here and end the week on a strong note, right? Always good to have some new books for the weekend. :) 

Like I said, there’s some awesome books on sale so definitely do have a look. :) I personally really enjoyed Rosewater and think it has such an interesting premise and discusses some really fascinating ideas.

I start my first class of the new semester on Sunday so I’ve got some mixed feelings about that, haha, but alas, it’s inevitable. How is work/school/etc. going for all of you!?  Anyway, I hope you all have had a wonderful week and that you have a wonderful weekend! :)

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[klaine8468]

Catherine De Medici #Satisfied || Redbubble

[quinntamsin]

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*Holds out her hand and alights it using her Inferni gloves. Then tugs at her Kefta.* Shadow and Bone has set a new standard for young adult based series, and series in general. This is a story that has multiple BIPOC actors as well as female characters that defy the torture of the "strong woman." Already I've seen posts tagged with Alina x Inej and I can feel the strength of Sankta Alina growing with each new fan!

Alina is an elemental (an Etherealki Grish) summoner capable of creating the heat and rays of light from the sun. This is shown to not only push back the Shadowfold, but also sear and burn any creature from it on contact.

Another fance word for this is Sun Manipulation or the Elemental manipulation of light (that's the name from SuperPowers Wiki). This is the most recent showing of the power, but it's not the only one. Multiple characters in both the DC and Marvel comic universes were capable of summoning the power of the sun.

Alina though isn't just a powerful elementalist, she's the prophesized savior of Ravka. A figure not unlike the Avatar, the Sun Summoner is said to herald not only the end of the Shadowfold, but also the wars Ravka faces. What ends up happening in the series is an outright abusive relationship utilized by the Darkling to weaponize the Shadowfold. At the end though Alina defies him and heads out west to gain more strength and recover from her ordeal.

The most prevalent character relationships I see which can easily turn into more complicated ships are with either Inej or Genya. Both characters were heavily objectified by their status. Genya was the personal Tailor (body shape and facial manipulator) of the Queen and was effectively a tool at her beck and call. Inej is a slave of the managerie and seeks her freedom. With Alina as an orphan and coming from a harsh life there is a lot of opportunity of stories of reclaiming agency and much more.

[seasonal-obsession]

I love how Catalina doesn't know how to cook, it's the first time Anne is the one who knows, and it makes everything 10 times better! BTW your Parmour fluff is just so cute!

hey Anon, thank you for writing. So glad you’re liking things so far!

(Thought process on how I came up with the headcanons right ahead, this might get real boring. You have been warned)

I figured since Catalina, who was a princess(and then queen) in real life, is still rich in this AU so she probably never had to learn how to cook. She’s not proud of it ‘cause being able to feed yourself it’s part of being an adult, and she stubbornly believes that she should at least be able to guess the basics(spoiler alert: she can’t). Never got around asking Jane to teach her after the first cooking disaster. Jane’s surprisingly scary when you mess up her kitchen, and she’d rather if Cata just did the dishes.

Now Anne, on the other hand, she was born in nobility but she had jobs both in Fance’s and England’s court, so in my AU she’s middle class. Naturally, she needed to learn how to cook. She isn’t a fan, and yes one time or two she got too distracted and the food wasn’t edible, but she can handle herself. She’ll teach Cata how to eventually (yes, it will be both cute and messy, probably involving food fights)

[justwritingscibbles]

Anniversary Night

This was commissioned by @venom--angel with Darkiplier.

Hope you all enjoy!  If you want a commission, here are the rules and costs.

The restaurant was fancy. The type of fancy you would only ever see in movies or were rumoured to exist. It was a skyscraper built purely for the rich or famous, with VIP only access to the top floors. With food so expensive, Dark refused to let you see all the prices. He had a small table by the windows, overlooking the vast city far below you. Its lights twinkling like the reflection of the ocean surface at night. 

A starlit world just for you to stare off into as you listened to Dark speak.

At first, you thought nothing of the dress he brought home for you. Gifts, very expensive gifts, were a common occurrence with Dark. Anything and everything you desired, Dark had it for you in seconds.

But after trying it on, showing it off for him in slow, tight circles; lifting up the skirts just enough that Dark glimpse your thighs, he explained why he wanted you to wear it that night.

You’ve been with Dark since the beginning. Or close enough to it.

Damien left with a kiss to your cheek and a bright smile. Leaving you with the last bits of paperwork to do while he caught his flight to see his friends. You hadn’t minded then. But if only you could turn back the clock and beg him to stay and “help you with the paperwork.”

The fate he and Celine suffered had only briefly been explained to you. Sugar-coated by Darkiplier’s smooth voice and honeyed words. He had told you all you needed to know…

“He’s gone. I’ll take care of you now.”

For so long you tried to avoid him. That all too familiar face. The same face you loved, but it wore a different smile. Looked at you through different eyes. It wasn’t Damien. It wasn’t your lover. It was something entirely different. And within a few weeks of listening to his soothing words and leaning into his comforting presence; Darkiplier became something more to you than a nightmarish memory. It was still an unofficial relationship, however.

“An agreement.” Darkiplier had once called it. After spending the night with you for the first time. “One that will benefit us both.”

And so, your “agreement” became your life. Of course, you had a job. You studied and lived comfortably in your own home. But you shared that life with the reflection of Damien. Lying beneath him. Screaming his name through pleasured cries and returning the same comfort to him. Even if he tried to hide it; something about his new life concerned him. And you wanted to be there for him. Darkiplier told you many times that he was not Damien. Sometimes the slip up would end up with you tied to the bed and him between your legs; just to make you scream Dark’s name and remind you the difference. But even so; there was some of Damien in him. There was kindness; hidden beneath some layers. But there it was still there.

And tonight, Dark was allowing those layers to thin and flow away in the breeze. Allowing the softer side of him to show you to your table. To pull out your chair for you and order only the best drinks and food for you.

What was the occasion?

“Since my… return, you’ve been more than attentive to me. Helping me adjust to all… this. Being someone I could rely on. Even become someone I’ve grown more than a little close too.” His smile was so genuine and warm you couldn’t believe this was Darkiplier at first. His grey eyes shimmered with the hue of both souls inside him. Displaying that little bit of humanity that you’ve only ever seen reserved for you.

“And since you treated me so kindly, I wanted to return the favor. With an entire night dedicated to you, my dear.”

He lifted his drink in a subtle display of appreciation to you. You couldn’t help but smile, a little flustered by his words you couldn’t come up with any rebuttal to suit the moment.

“That’s so sweet, Dark. But you didn’t have too.” You said. And Dark scoffed quietly. A playful glint playing across his eyes as he took a slow sip from his cup. Watching you with the same predatory stare he used whenever he had plans for you. And they always involved you naked or beneath him.

“In fact, babygirl, I do. I need to show you how appreciated you are. How infatuated I have become with you. Because my dear, I have come to a conclusion recently. One that has transformed the way I look at you. In a way that makes me want to spoil you. Treat you like a Queen.” His words carried more emotion than his gaze ever could. So much so, that your whole body warmed from his confession. Your smile lengthened and you looked away for a moment. Pleasantly surprised by what you were hearing.

“Spoil me more than you already do?” You decided to answer with. Looking back at Dark with a coy look in your eyes. He chuckled and reached under the table to slide the material of your dress up your thighs and give the supple flesh a squeeze.

“I am barely scraping the iceberg with how much I want to spoil you, babygirl.” His voice dipped into a low rumble. His lips curled as your mouth fell open, brushing his fingers against your core. They were rough but so very gentle. Barely dusting the friction against your clit as Dark leaned over and kissed along your neck. You tilted your head to the side and Dark captured your lips in a heated kiss. His hunger washing over into you as he deepened the kiss. Exploring your mouth with his tongue until someone nearby coughed a little too loudly. You broke away from the kiss first. A wave of embarrassment crashing down on you as you glimpsed the disapproving stares from the other occupants.

“I think it’s time for us to go home, darling.” Dark purred. Not at all ashamed to trail his lips down your neck and leave a large hickey on your neck before moving away. The waiter looked a little embarrassed as he came over to give Dark the bill. Who quickly signed it off and took your hand. Tugging you to your feet and basically dragging you towards the elevator of the tall building. When the doors separated the two of you from the restaurant; Dark pushed you against the wall and crushed his body against yours. Your lips clashed together and soon you were a panting mess against him. With his hand up your dress, fingers sliding through your folds as his teeth and lips worked more along your jaw and throat. The elevator stopped too soon for your liking. Dark disapproved too, since he pulled away from you with a low grunt and slipped his fingers once inside you before straightening your dress and giving you a wink.

“Later, my sweet.” He whispered in your ear as he escorted you out of the building. “I have much more planned for you.”

Keeping your hands to yourself in the car was a nightmare. Dark drove so slow you were confident he was doing it to you on purpose. With one hand on your knee, his thumb drew gentle circles against your skin; you were going nuts just thinking about those fingers going back between your thighs.

By the time you got home, your own hands were exploring his thighs. Every so often drifting over the bulge in his pants. Earning a low growl from Dark every time your fingers curled around him. This night may be for you; but Dark was already being a tease. So, you had to get him back somehow.

You didn’t even realise that you had arrived home until Dark turned off the car and grasped your wrist in an iron grip. Halting your fingers rolling him against your palm. Through the dim lighting of the car, his red and blue gaze bored into you. Watching you as you smiled smugly up at him. He was fully erect. There was no hiding it now. Not after all your teasing. Dark hummed and turned your hand so he was able to press a feather light kiss against the back of your palm. And his next words were rasped and deliciously hungry.

“Go inside. Into the bathroom. Strip. And wait for me.” He nearly growled against your skin. His eyes never leaving your face as you nodded. Excitement bubbling in you as you raced out of the car and into your house.

You spent almost no time unlocking the door and running through the house.

And coming into the bathroom, you were hit with a variety of scents. Lavender being the most overpowering fragrance. Not too much, but just enough to be all you could smell in the tiled room. It was all coming from candles scattered about the room. Lining the bathtub and bathroom shelves. And to top it all off, rose petals were laid out in a carpet of red beneath your feet. Momentarily distracting you as you stooped to pick up one of the petals to see if they were real. It was. But when you heard the front door click shut, you hastily dropped the petal and stripped off the dress. Letting it fall down around your ankles as you quickly took off your undergarments. Leaving you perfectly naked in the centre of the room just as Dark stepped into the doorway.

The look in his eyes caused goosebumps to ripple along your skin. A mixture of need and admiration clashing together through the multicoloured gaze of his. “Hmm, my sweet girl. Look at you.” He purred. Stepping forward to lean down and kiss you. Laying his hands possessively over your waist. Massaging the smooth curves as he pushed you towards the bathtub.

“When did you do all this?” You asked through the kiss. Barely managing to breathe as Dark fervently nibbled and sucked on your lips.

“Before we left.” Dark replied through the kiss. “I’ve been planning this for a long time.”

After what seemed like a lifetime, Dark pulled away and turned you around so you were facing the tub. He stood there for a moment. His hands trailing down and along your torso, playing with your thighs and rolling his palm against your ass. He smiled and kissed the back of your neck. Then he left you alone for a moment to turn on the bath. Running it till steam misted up from the filling tub, whilst adding some nice smelling bubble soap to foam up in the water.

“This is so… romantic.” You couldn’t help but tease. To which Dark chuckled and reached into his pocket and withdrew a very fancy looking lighter. You don’t recall him ever smoking, but you knew that Dark had all sorts of things in his pockets at times. There was a reason you secretly called him Mary Poppins.

“I thought you enjoyed romantic.” Dark replied as he started to light the candles around the bath.

“I like… kinky.”  You grinned. Hugging yourself to savor what little warmth you had now you were naked. Dark smiled, nodding in agreement.

“I know, babygirl. Now, get in before you get sick.”

“Yes, sir.” You cooed. Winking when Dark turned to give you a cocky look. Ever since you discovered that little turn on, you’ve played on it every chance you got.

This time he choose to ignore you. But you could tell it affected him. By the way his tone was hushed and his words were layered with husk.

“Good girl.” Those two words sent a shiver through you. But you blamed that on the vast change in temperature as you slid into the water. It was just above warm, but not too hot to burn your skin. You sighed as you sunk deeper. Letting your shoulders dip beneath the water and swallow you in the soothing embrace of heat. The scents of the candles, plus the bubbles, began to drag you into a dreamy state. Your eyes closed and you let your mind wander free. It was so relaxing. And was made doubly better when you felt Dark’s cool hands take your left leg and began to massage your muscles. You smiled, drearily. Humming your contentment as his fingers trailed and drew patterns along your skin. You barely noticed him dip lower. Squeezing the muscles and scratching along your inner thigh. Lower and lower he went, until your back arched and you gasped quietly as his finger dipped inside you. So slow and gentle that you barely felt him enter. When you opened your eyes, you met his gaze looking down at you. Jacket discarded and his shirt sleeves rolled up neatly above his elbows.

With his free hand, he took your hand and kissed along your palm and wrist. Leisurely moving his fingers inside you. Scraping along your walls and carefully stretching you as he pushed in a second. His eyes never left your face. Watching your reaction as you moaned and twitched in the water. Your voice pitching when his thumb pressed down on your clit; circling it in slow deliberate strokes. Dark did this for a few minutes, enjoying how he made you squirm and whimper. Only stopping when your thighs clenched together and began to shake. When you pouted up at him; Dark moved his hands up to your shoulders. Lifting you up into a sitting position and having you turn so your back was too him. Soon enough, your discarded climax was forgotten. Replaced by the blissful sensation of Dark working the knots of your shoulders. His fingers were firm, but careful. Applying pressure where you needed it most. And occasionally reaching round to cup your breast and squeeze them. Rolling them gently and pinching your nipples between his fingers as your moaned his name softly. Then, lifting his hand up, Dark inserted a finger into your mouth. Making you suck on it slowly. Making his eyes gleam eagerly as you pressed your tongue against him. Swirling around each digit before he pulled it away from your lips and lowered his hand down to your legs. Squeezing between your thighs to insert the wet finger, even though you were half submerged anyway, inside you.

“I could get use to this.” You murmured. Letting your head roll back against Dark’s chest. Lazily rolling your hips in rhythm with his finger’s strokes. He smiled and pulled his hand away. Ignoring your whine of protest as he turned your chin with his hand and kissed you sweetly. Licking along your lower lip and then pulling away completely.

“I might make this a common thing.” Dark said. Leaving you in the tub for a moment to grab a plush white towel and gestured for you to stand.

“And as I said, babygirl,” He murmured as you stood. Eyes lustfully watching the droplets of water run down your body as you stepped out of the tub. “I’ve planned this for a long time. I have more for you to enjoy.”

That lifted your spirits a little. Your tingling core throbbed with the sheer number of ideas that were running through your mind as Dark wrapped the towel around you.

“Dry yourself off, doll.” He purred. And while you busied yourself with wiping yourself down, Dark slid something out of his pocket and smoothed it out between his fingers. He waited till you were dry enough before ordering you to put your hands behind your back.

With a quiet, “Yes, Maser.” you did as you were told. Not at all missing the way Dark’s smile curled smugly at your words.

The material was silk, so smooth and soft you barely felt as it brush against your skin. Tightening until your wrists were bound together and unable to freely move. You smiled softly as Dark kissed along your neck as he finished off the not in a neat little bow.

“Go to the bedroom.” Dark murmured against your neck. “I want you on your back with your legs open.”

You shivered as his cool breath tickled along your skin. Nodding, you hurried out of the room and towards your shared bedroom. You felt his eyes follow your every move as he followed a few steps behind. Watching as you crawled onto the bed and laid back against the pillows. Opening your legs for him as he closed the door and started to strip. He did so slowly. Leaving a trail of material in his wake. Never letting his gaze stray far from your soaking core. Dark smiled and kneeled on the bed between your thighs. Allowing himself the pleasure of pressing his erect cock between your folds. Groaning deeply as the head slipped inside you; only to be removed as your back arched and your lips opened with a moan.

“Such a good girl. Especially for me.” Dark purred. Sighing through his lips as you teasingly rolled your hips. Hoping to entice him and fuck you already. “I didn’t say you could move, Babygirl.”

You barely got a moment to halt your movements before Dark grabbed you and flung you over his lap. You squirmed, trying to look back at him to attempt an apology. When his palm came down with a loud crack against your backside. Dark smiled cruelly as you yelped. Rolling his cool touch over the reddening skin. “Are you going to apologise?” He asked in a low rasp. “This night may be for you; but I’m still in charge, little one.”

His hand slapped against your ass once more. Jolting you forward, but Dark held you securely in place by your bound wrists. Smirking down at you as you moaned softly. “I’m sorry, Master.”

“Again.” Dark growled. Another harsh slap beating down on your ass.

“I’m sorry, Master!” You cried. Moaning as he gripped your ass cheek hard. Bruising it as he threw you off of him and giving you another hard smack.

“Good girl.” Dark chuckled. Flipping you onto your back, he spread your legs and hummed at the sight of you soaking pussy. He licked his lips. Briefly looking up at you before lowering his head down and placing his lips against your folds. The first touch was always harsh and sudden. His mouth encased your core, flicking your clit with his tongue in quick, brutal strokes. You cried out. Arching your back to press more of you against him. But Dark held you down by your hips. His fingers leaving red marks as he controlled how violently you moved against him. You felt his teeth being forced against your folds as he fervently fucked his tongue in and out of you. Rolling his lips against your sensitive nub and devouring every last drop of moisture on your skin. Then, Dark struck something inside you. Your voice pitched and your body spasmed as again and again, Dark scratched over that spot.

“Fuck!” You cried out. Tugging on the restraints as you desperately tried to wrap your fingers in his hair and pull on them. Make him moan against your pussy and ride his tongue.

Dark’s gaze flicked up to you and he pulled away, licking you slowly as the cool heat from his presence gradually left you.

Licking your slickness off his lips, he smiled down at you. A low, almost disappointed sound playing from his throat.

“Now, now, Babygirl. Did I say you could curse?” He asked. That same, condescending smile stretching over his mouth. You whimpered, a plea about to sound from your lips. But Dark was already throwing you back over his lap. Your already red ass receiving another harsh smack.

“Apologise, baby.” Dark purred. But you could tell that no amount of begging was going to stop you from cursing. This night was yours, and damn, Dark was going to play you harshly and punish you sweetly.

[ranyt]

After

there for the Lord of Storm's End walks in the inn and sits in a table. When the waiter approach them and ask "can I get you anything?" Gendry Baratheon recognized his voice on spot "hot pie?" " Gendry" he was really surprised, last time he saw Gendry, the boy was a dirty bastard running away from the Lannisters, now he was all fanced up, dressed like a Lord

"where have you been all those years?" "oh, you know, hiding from de Mad Queen, serving the King in The North, fighting the Great War, killing White Walkers and I end up becoming Lord of the Stormlands when I was legitimized by Queen Daenerys" "I heard she threw fire on everyone at King's Landing, they are calling her the Mad Queen" "she wasn't..." "and I heard Jon Snow killed her... he's Arry's brother, have you seen Arry? " " yeah while we're fighting the Great War, we stayed at Winterfell at the same time" " she's pretty isn't? she wasn't pretty when she was younger" "yeah" he agreed daydreaming "she's pretty" " then why didn't you make her you Lady of the Stormlands" "she didn't wanted me" "oh" he sight "do you know where she's?"

"she left. That's all I know" Hot pie smiled "well...a lot of interesting visitors come at this inn. Jon Snow stopped by to refill the supplies on his shipp, I asked him about Arya, he said she went West" "West of Westeros? There's nothing there?" "truth" and they stayed quiet, until all of the sudden, Hot Pie hit Gendry with the tray, repeatly, Gendry's men tried to interfere but he asked then to not " how dare you Gendry? how dare you let her go West on her on?it's Arry Gendry, we won her our lives, just because you became a fancy lord with a fancy castle you forgot that??" she didn't want me" Gendry screamed back "I proposed to her, and she said she didn't want to marry me" "of course she didn't, can you see Arry trapped in a Castle stitching? she would be miserable" " what are you talking about?" "you asked her to marry you after you got Storm's End, right? asked her to be the Lady of the Stormlands? that isn't Arry, she's not like that" "what have you wanted me done then? she didn't want me" "she didn't want the Lord of Storm's End. I bet she would love to go West with her bastard best friend" " want me to leave all I conquer behind for her?" "is it really worth it without her?" Hot Pie left Gendry thinking. When the Stormlords where ready to leave, hot pie whent with them, Gendry offered him the position of cooker of Storm's End. But truth is, this Lord's life was driving him mad,he just wanted someone to remind him what it used to be like. Hot Pie was right, it wasn't worth it without her. He just needed to put somethings in place at the Stormlands, then he would follow her traces West, to be with her, even if she doesn't want him as a lover anymore, he won Arya his life, she saved him countless times, and he never payed back. It's time for him to pay that debt, giving his life to the girl he loved since he was a boy. He was going West